Sandra screamed with fervor as she stepped forward and launched her punch. Unsurprisingly, the result was still "Rubbish!"However, they no longer wallowed in self-pity. Instead, they became more determined, lining up one by one to attempt, vowing not to give up until they achieved their goal."You all are bottling up your anger immaturely while being oblivious to the fact that I'm absorbing all of your spirit energy," Remus said to himself, picking up a freshly collected cup and drinking it all.He enjoyed the roasted chicken as he watched their performance.Rubbish!Rubbish!Rubbish!After half an hour had passed, they found themselves exhausted, their bodies drenched in sweat, and their breath unstable.Despite their initial righteous fervor, their efforts yielded no change in the words displayed on the Spiritual Trial Stone.What had begun as resolute action had devolved into mechanical repetition and reluctant persistence, eventually giving way to profound confusion and

Remus' eyes gleamed as he observed the abundance of spirit energy filling the Spirit Vessels in the shallow pit.There was an impressive amount, almost filling one cup after another instantly.In the beginning, they were holding back, but later on, everyone went all out, almost every person managing to fill a cup each."Judging by the recuperative effect, approximately six cups are equivalent to a 300-year-old inner core. I consumed 49 inner cores to advance from the late Golden Stage to the peak, which equates to 294 cups! To progress from the Golden Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage..."Remus silently computed the figures.He had lingered in the late Golden Stage for an extensive period, absorbing the spirit energy of numerous cultivators and depleting dozens of inner cores."If the spirit energy required to reach the peak of the Golden Stage is five times that of the late stage… That means I'll need at least 1480 cups of spirit energy, in addition to the spirit energy from Nasce

Emerson, unwilling to be outdone, said, "Even I, as a disciple who has just entered the sacred land, dared to try. Yet, some of our fellow cultivators seem ready to walk away at the sight of it, which won't sound good if word gets out."The others nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with mockery.Kevin and his group felt a surge of agitation, itching to rush over and confront Remus. If it weren't for his provocation, they wouldn't be in this predicament.However, there was no turning back anymore."Who says we're afraid?" Kevin declared boldly."Failure is the stepping stone to success. As the disciples of Master Windrow, we not only possess high cultivation and great insight but also the resolve to learn from setbacks and move forward courageously. Let's attempt it, what do we have to fear?" His followers, aware that avoiding it would only lead to embarrassment, glared fiercely at Remus and queued up to take their turn."Wait!" Remus interrupted."What again?" Kevin snappe

Remus was bewildered and sat back down.His gaze was intense as he asked, "Are you showing concern for me? Glinda, not only are you beautiful, but your heart is kind as well. I'm so touched."Glinda detected the ambiguity in his words and slightly furrowed her brow.Why did his tone sound exactly like that scoundrel Remus Cosby?She had pondered over that the entire night.But Remus Cosby was not a cultivator and his spirit energy was minimal."Why don't you join me for a drink?" Remus asked with a smile."And maybe you could explain why you and that Remus are mortal enemies."Remus couldn't understand at all.From their first encounter, she had sworn to kill him. And then, even after knowing he was Remus Calsberg, she still wanted him dead.It was confusing.Glinda gave a slight shake of her head. "I'm willing to join you, but I won't drink."As she took her seat, she wondered if he really was Remus Cosby.A test would soon reveal the truth.She went on, "Our history is

The Monington disciple quickly confirmed the bet, wary that Remus might take back his words.He then turned to the other sacred land disciples and said with a taunting tone, "What about you all? Will you bet? I'm giving you a chance. If you lose, you just need to kneel and bow to me three times. Do you dare?"The entire place fell silent.Those Monington disciples were certain to produce a different result on the Spiritual Trial Stone.Only someone with a deficient mind like Remus would gamble with them.Anyone with a brain wouldn't do it.The Monington disciple disdainfully said, "As expected, all of you are rubbish, cowards!" All the sacred land disciples felt a shiver down their spines and glared fiercely at Remus. If it weren't for his reckless talking, they would have just been insulted a couple of times and it would have ended there. It was his fault for causing a scene and getting them insulted even more.He truly deserved to die.Remus repeated calmly, "Indeed, all ru